Diamonds in the Rough: VOL. I

twelve

"What's up young blood? Let me rap to you real quick." Pete spoke as he rubbed his hands together. Standing at five eleven. Pete had crusty lips. His skin was dry adding to his blood shot eyes. Pete Richardson was on dope bad. But when his brother called him saying a nigga was giving his nephew a problem he became one.

"Get the fuck out my face." Diego spat as he walked around him.

"See man. That's the problem with yall young niggas. Yall don't know how to respect an OG."

"Nigga take your crusty ass on." Diego laughed shaking his head. Pete's hand wrapped around the back of his head sending his face into his back window. "Nigga you done lost your fucking mind." Diego spat as he went to spin around. A desert eagle was waiting for him. He looked at the nigga in front of him.

"Wassup young blood?" Ronald spoke with a smirk. "I been waiting to link up with you."

"Of course this nigga ran and told his daddy." Diego scoffed as he wiped blood from the side of his head. Pete laughed as he punched Diego in his face.

"Come on young nigga you know better than that." Pete smirked as he and Ronald stood over him. "What you on?"

Diego stared up at them. "Y'all already know if I wanted Landyn dead he would be. I gotta pick up my fucking son in a couple days."

"Body shots it is." Pete smirked as Ronald stepped back. Diego waited for the blows. The older men laughed as he opened his eyes. "Get your bitch ass up nigga," Pete held his hand out. "You always had a little heart young blood."

Diego took the hand. "Why you always gotta bring this nigga?" He looked at Ronald as he helped him to his feet.

"You been dodging me since you and Landyn fell out." He shrugged. "Pete going find everybody."

"Crackhead ass nigga." Diego scoffed as he looked at himself in the mirror. Lucky for him Pete hadn't put his all in smashing his face in the glass. "My shit might be busted."

"Nigga your little nose bleeding." Pete laughed shaking his head. "Wassup with your kid?"

"He good. That stupid ass cast on his leg got him a little frustrated. But he been alright."

"You going keep your head on your shoulders?" Ronald asked folding his arms.

"Trying to." Diego shrugged. "I don't know I thought I would hate Landyn. But we be talking like how we used to."

"Cause my boy is solid. And he kept solid friends. You just had some shit to learn. Yall ain't kids no more. Ain't no need to hold no grudges. Monica wasn't for you. You knew it. Now you see it and you happy you don't gotta deal with her shit for real."

Diego nodded. "Yeah I am. All them mood swings and shit." He scoffed.

Pete laughed. "Shittt that come with the territory." Diego's eyebrow raised. "She's pregnant nigga."

"Oh." He folded his arms. "Damn."

"You going be alright." Ronald patted his shoulder. "Quit avoiding me come get right."

"Alright," Diego nodded. "Landyn is cool with that though right? I ain't trying to have him thinking nothing crazy."

"He talking to you like Landyn can fuck with you." Pete laughed. Ronald smirked. They walked away from Diego who shook his head.

"Them niggas crazy as hell." He pulled his phone from his pocket turning around to go into his house. He moved to the mirror above the door while his phone rang in his ear.

"Wassup?" Landyn spoke.

"You could have warned a nigga Pete was around."

"Man I ducked and dodged that crackhead. Ain't no reason for me to mix with that nigga. He black your shit?"